There is an EXCELLENT CD out there (no longer marketed by Fisher Price, but available on eBay), called Fisher Price Toddler, featuring the Little People.

Perfectly designed for curious little minds and hands from age 2-4.

The mouse pointer is about 10 times larger than a normal pointer, and easy to maneuver. At Level 1, it doesn't matter where the kid clicks on the screen, the computer program does the same thing (except for one small area of the screen where the "back" button is).

There are about 10 modules, one for learning about the telephone (when you click you answer the phone.

One for learning shapes (click on the mouse to help my rabbit jump from dot to dot).

One has kids songs (row your boat, ba ba black sheep, itsy bitsy spider).

One has who is hiding IN/BEHIND the box?

One has the ABCs?

One has a clown which blows up balloons and teaches them to count. (Can you help me blow up 5 balloons?)

There is "Animals on Parade", where each animal parades across the screen and clicking the mouse makes the animal's sound.

As computer programs go, it's kind of low tech now, but the person who wrote the "instructional" part of the program was a freaakking genius!

My oldest son (now 7), who does his own email, Internet searches for Yu-Gi-Oh! cards used the program to learn to use the computer.

My youngest son ( 2 1/2 ) is rapidly figuring out how to use the mouse. He will have level 2 mastered by the time he is three. He already controls the mouse enough to pick his module and use it and finds the small space in the corner to return back to the main screen. He's 2 1/2!

For some reason, my daughter (6) isn't as interested, but I did manage to get her to play Math Blaster a few days ago.

Glen Austin

Most of the time, he's Bob the Builder, playing with his sister, getting roughed up by his big brother.

Or in Mom's or Dad's lap. Chatting 100 mph, and constantly active.

Definitely NOT a couch potato, save his computer and TV time.

Sorry, I have a strange vernacular because I was a high achieving Texan, in "deep East Texas".

Use of the language is strange here. Especially because I live in Dallas/Ft. Worth, but I drive to "deep East Texas".

When the girls start saying ya'll, and use your name in two syllables (when It's a one syllable name like John or Glen), then you've found "deep East Texas".

All the men are cheating pigs, the women drive pickups as well as the men, and only the "city leaders" drive cars less than 5 years old (and they are Buicks and Cadillacs).

All the town leaders meet at the local "Dairy Queen" (Actually, Herschel's Drive In in our town) at 6am each morning to discuss important issues of the day (like what Noah did with the waste products from all the animals).

There's always some "deep thinking" in "deep East Texas". Remember, this is the place where Bo Pilgrim won't sell you a "fat yeller chiken".

I'm amazed that our company can even exist in this town.

"Wonder what they do ther, Billy Bob?" "Don't know, Jim" "Somthin' 'bout compooters, I think"... They got them fancy kinds, you know like the city folks have.

Glen Austin
You haven't seen MacBeth until you've seen it done by high school kids in East Texas...